CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : The End / Undead

Just take a backseat like you lost the shotgun
Hopped up on rox, popping oxycontin
I'm not gonna fail, failure's not an option
My soul is lost, but it's not forgotten
Got lots of problems, too many heads are talking
And I ain't gonna stop until they drop the coffin
Look at me, you think that life's been good to me?
You judge and throw the book at me
The devil's got his motherf**king hooks in me

Push myself to the edge
Looking for the end, hoping this time I won’t break
I push myself to the edge
Feel it in my chest, none of y'all can stand in my way

I push myself to the edge
Looking for the end, hoping this time I won't break
I push myself to the edge
Feel it in my chest, none of y'all can stand in my way
I push myself to the edge
Better come correct when you're standing up in my face
I push myself to the edge
Looking for the end, hoping this time I won't break